“Keep going,” he says. “Tell me what you want.”
I move my fingers faster over my clit, occasionally slipping inside to thrust in time with Finn’s movements on my phone screen.
“Don’t stop,” I say, my gaze transfixed on his cock and his hand as he pumps away. My own hand becomes a blur of movement as I hit the rhythm that I know will have me coming soon.
“Finn,” I gasp. “I’m so close.” I feel the tension in me growing, coiling tighter as the pleasure builds.
“I’m with you,” he groans. “Come with me, Hannah. Let me see you come for me.”
His words combine with all the other sensations to push me over the edge. I gasp, feeling my pussy begin to spasm with my orgasm. As if my release spurs his, I see Finn’s body tense before thick ropes of liquid coat his hand and thighs. Finn keeps stroking himself, milking his release. His hand moves slower and he lets out a little groan with each stroke. I watch, mesmerized at the sight of him so lost in the pleasure of his own release.
“Holy shit,” I whisper, moving my hand from my over-sensitized clit as I quake with the after-effects of my own orgasm. Slowly, I close my legs and draw my knees up, hugging them to my chest. My breathing returns to normal. I watch Finn wipe himself clean with a towel. Even that is erotic in its own way. There’s something incredibly hot about knowing that he got off watching me touch myself.
“You’re amazing,” Finn says.
“I’ve never done anything like that,” I say, feeling suddenly shy.
Finn smiles. “Neither have I. To be honest, I didn’t expect you to go along with it.”
I can’t help it. I laugh.
“I blame you,” I say. “Something about you makes me a little wild. I think it’s because I like to see you drop your guard. Lose control a little bit. It’s sexy.”
“You’re welcome to get wild with me anytime,” he says with a wicked grin. “I’m here for your pleasure.”
“Don’t worry,” I say. “I plan to use your body every chance I get.”
“Promises, promises.”
Chapter Twenty-four
Finn
As the days pass and Hannah spends more and more time with me, it becomes clear that this thing between us won’t stay a secret much longer. We’re careful to be nothing but professional in front of people at work. Still, I’ve seen some of the staff look at the two of us oddly when we’re working together. I’m careful to school my expressions when I look at Hannah, but I’m not sure how successful I am. Maybe it’s like Claire said and our attraction for one another is obvious to others, no matter how hard we try to hide it. Regardless, I know we’re going to have to address it soon before the rumor mill gets going.
I bring it up to Hannah one night after Liam is asleep and the two of us are cleaning up the dinner dishes.
“I think people are starting to get curious about us at work.”
Hannah looks up from the plate she’s drying. She doesn’t look surprised. “I wondered about that too,” she says with a sigh.
I dry my hands and pull her toward me. “Is it so bad if people know we’re together?”
She twines her arms around my neck. “It’s not that. I just don’t want people to think I’m the office slut who’s sleeping with the boss.”
I laugh. “Hannah, seriously? First, no one in their right mind would think you’re a slut. And second, you’ve worked at The Jester for over 7 years. You’ve worked your ass off to get to where you are now and everyone working there knows that. You didn’t sleep your way to the top.”
She rolls her eyes. “Like that was even an option,” she grumbles. “You never once made a move on me in all those years.”
I smile and kiss the corner of her mouth. “Not because I wasn’t tempted. I was trying to do the honorable thing.”
She pulls me down for another kiss, lingering this time. “Glad you stopped doing the honorable thing,” she whispers.
“Me too.”
Resting her forehead against my chest, she stands still for several seconds. I know she’s thinking things through and I give her all the time she needs. Eventually she lifts her head and looks at me.
“Okay. You’re right. Time to let the rest of the world in on our dirty little secret.”
I pretend to be offended. “Little?”
She smiles as I’d intended. “Well,” she says, brushing her hand over the front of my pants. “Not so little.”
I smile. “Well, now I’m thinking dirty things.”
“Patience,” she whispers. She looks back at me, her face serious now. “So, how do we do this? Company newsletter? Make-out session in the dining room at breakfast?”
I pretend to give her suggestion serious thought before speaking.
“How about tomorrow morning, after you take Liam to school, you pick me up and we can ride to work together?”
She takes a deep breath and nods.
“Then we can have lunch together? In front of other people?”
I nod and kiss her. “Make-out session optional.”
Chapter Twenty-five
Hannah
In the end, it isn’t such a big deal to go public with our relationship. No one seems particularly surprised to see me and Finn together. When Andie happens upon Finn and me sneaking a kiss in the kitchen she only smiles and shakes her head. Two days after Finn and I started driving to work together, I walk past the front desk on my way back to my office. I’m carrying two steaming cups of coffee.
Matt waves me over. He leans over and says in a quiet voice, “Listen, I know you guys are trying to keep things low-key, but I just wanted to say it’s about time.”
I feel
